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I talked with the Doc on Thursday and he told me Dad's had so much heart damage he didn't think he would last the night.
Well, Friday AM Dad said he was hungry and ate his breakfast -- first real meal he'd had in hospital. Ate lunch. I went to see him and he asked me to help him sit up. I did. He sat for awhile on the edge of the bed and told me he wanted to stand up. I was ready to catch him but didn't need to. He stood up and tested his legs and then sat back down. Then told me he wanted to go home.
By now I think most of you fellows have figured out that Great Uncle Frank is a tough old buzzard and that he's going to be hard to kill. I've known this for a long time but didn't know just how tough he was. He ain't gonna give up the Ghost without a hell of a fight.
He is being transfered today to "transitional care" for close observation. I am not sure he'll ever make it home but he is sure trying.
I don't see how he is doing what he is and don't give him much of a chance but God bless him he's not going to go until his death day arrives and it is not here yet.
He is still reasonably alert and knows who everybody is but doesn't know what day or year it is and could not remember the importance of December 7 and couldn't remember where we were on that day in 1941, a story he tells every year on Dec. 7.
Along with all the rest of the family we are worn out dealing with this emotional roller coaster ride -- very difficult time for all of us.
Thanks to all for fine support and especially to the HI Lamas who have devoted literally hours to puja for Great Uncle Frank. Can't thank you enough.
Will keep you posted as time and conditions permits.
Thanks again.
Well, Friday AM Dad said he was hungry and ate his breakfast -- first real meal he'd had in hospital. Ate lunch. I went to see him and he asked me to help him sit up. I did. He sat for awhile on the edge of the bed and told me he wanted to stand up. I was ready to catch him but didn't need to. He stood up and tested his legs and then sat back down. Then told me he wanted to go home.
By now I think most of you fellows have figured out that Great Uncle Frank is a tough old buzzard and that he's going to be hard to kill. I've known this for a long time but didn't know just how tough he was. He ain't gonna give up the Ghost without a hell of a fight.
He is being transfered today to "transitional care" for close observation. I am not sure he'll ever make it home but he is sure trying.
I don't see how he is doing what he is and don't give him much of a chance but God bless him he's not going to go until his death day arrives and it is not here yet.
He is still reasonably alert and knows who everybody is but doesn't know what day or year it is and could not remember the importance of December 7 and couldn't remember where we were on that day in 1941, a story he tells every year on Dec. 7.
Along with all the rest of the family we are worn out dealing with this emotional roller coaster ride -- very difficult time for all of us.
Thanks to all for fine support and especially to the HI Lamas who have devoted literally hours to puja for Great Uncle Frank. Can't thank you enough.
Will keep you posted as time and conditions permits.
Thanks again.